Incarnate of angels

Bells toll at 3, shadows whisper still

On the hill, memories creep and thrill

Midnight's curse, a ritual's thrill

Echoes of a graveyard's chill

Within my mind, buried deep six feet

Memories sealed, where angels and demons meet

Drawing swords of vengeance, I face the night

In the darkness, I ignite my fight

Clouds clash in thunder, meteoric fire descend

Genetic lines blur, scars that never mend

A silent cry, a battle within

Who will save me from my sin?

Crimson red in the cauldron boils

Questions stir, as shadowed toil

Standing solo, spirit bright

Angels, come and give me light

In the cave of wills, the fight's fierce and loud

Shield and sword, clash in the thunder cloud

Marching forces, closing in tight

In this haunted, lonely night

If angels shine, lift my soul

Fill me with their golden glow

For I stand alone, yet I believe

In the dawn, I will achieve

Incarnate of angels